Lyrics:
wash away my dreams
Standing on a mountain
Looking down below
Singing to myself
This world is my own
For all the thoughts you think
They won't go away
Back
Caught you lookin' for the same thing
It's a new thing, check out this I bring
Uh Oh the roll below the level
'Cause I'm livin' low next
true
Knocked down by the long lie
He cried I fear what waits for you
I can hear those bells
Spoken and gone
I feel relief I feel well
Now he
Ensconced by the stiff and cold
Oh this rainy night
Remembering me to the past
I stand below the rain
With shadows of her delights
I stand below the night
Son
What if we believe in Him
Like He believes in us
I wonder what God wants for Christmas
What might put a smile on His face
Every bubble with
all dishonored
On the bridge of misery
And we who cried for mercy
From the bottom of the pit
Was our prayer so damn unworthy
The Son rejected it?
Son
What if we believe in Him
Like He believes in us
I wonder what God wants for Christmas
What might put a smile on His face
Every bubble with
and run to the ticket line
Man said "Son, you could have saves the run, those airplanes just quit flyin'"
If I can't leave here, I just might stay
and run to the ticket line
Man said "Son, you could have saves the run, those airplanes just quit flyin'"
If I can't leave here, I just might stay
Rogers they were dead*
Two brave hearts loved by millions
For great deeds they had done
Shall never be forgotten
As long as time shall run
*You both live
shores
The sons washed up one by one in twos and threes and fours
Below the waves all sleeping still for nowhere did they roam
They laid in wait some
Pursued and hunted
For dissenting to hegemony
Tortured and murdered
I call it freedom and you blasphemy
So many lives lost by the hand
Of those who
Baptized by kilowatts and ohms, what's left is waiting. The embers rise like incense carry praryers for what is next to come.
Carry me on silver
that but
I like to take it a step further. I'd like to substitute the word Fuck for
The word Kill in all of those movie cliches we grew up with. "Okay,
gruesome fate
To bring him to his knees
For those who're blind
Against the Christian Lord
Shall be destroyed
Along their Pagan Gods
At least you're free from
Screaming chasm into these emptied voids
Senses aroused by the undoing of creation
Weapons of these vengeful arrangements
To coincide with this
of the primal paradox
ultimate and all - embracing
for as above - so below
as I am lying beyond where mental winds blow
Release me now
oh saviour of anticosmos
a crowd
No doubt you gonna blow you never know
He didnt even have to go there
Unprepared now he's six below
Why know I'm chillin',I gots no time for
of us
And there are so many more of us
Eldest sons
That must succeed
We know how Caesar conquered Gaul
And how to whack a cricket ball
Apart from
Forever wild from the cradle to the grave
Kid, watch your back, one time's comin' always (Yeah)
They lock me up for 12 days, I can't comprehend
Now
We can run away
Find a place to let it go
Settle by the lake
Drop our little hearts below
Below the moonlight
Below the satellites
Beneath
covered by the greens
With a buried life beneath and all those Long forgotten dreams
Lift me up with a silent weep
With nothing below my feet
Could
called hell
My heart goes to those I avenge today
I'm calling out for your devil
So they can peril below my trojan ankles
The only victory here is mine
By
depths below
Fear not the son's illusion
Upon Anor Londo
Upon Anor Londo
Fear not the illusion for it helps to let us go
Fire light the darkest path
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